Day 629

Well I feel groggy and lightheaded. I could only put it down to the fact that they really thought I had a heart attack and have given me something to thin out my blood. Huggy guard keeps looking in on me.

Day 628

Ok. So if this is hell, or heaven, or wherever I am meant to be, it still looks like my cell. How odd.

Day 627

Well that was odd. The only way I could think of a distraction was the one thing on my mind, so I pretended to have a heart attack. I've never pretended to have any illness ever, and I felt a real fraud. But it seemed to work, huggy guard was so nice to me. They got out, I feel awful for that. Oh and my tea tasted fine.

Day 626

I die tomorrow. I feel so morbid. Anyway, today's job is to create a distraction. Here goes nothing. Or everything.

Day 625

Kitkat day tomorrow. 2 days until I start the road to push up the daisy's. Funny how you start getting flashes of your past. I remembered riding my tricycle around the living room today. I must have been 4.

Day 624

2 days to Kitkat, 3 days till I die. I've started making a mental list of people to contact. Its a good job with my memory that it's a short list.

Day 623

So Joe says to me this morning. "When you drink your tea the day after, you'll get a mild poisoning that will get you into hospital, out of here. Before you know it you'll be free." 3 Days to Kit Kat. 4 Days Till I die.